[center][h2][color=f49ac2][b]Quina Quen[/b][/color][/h2]
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Day/Time:[/b] Day 1, Evening
[b]Location:[/b] Tetris Castle Reception Hall / Council Room
[b]Interactions:[/b]  Ezio [@Loki Odinson], Samus [@Lmpkio]
[b]Mentions:[/b] Naija [@DracoLunaris], Guile [@Holy Soldier][/center]

 Spurred on by the threat of Guile losing his temper, and only slightly disappointed at not being able to get the fluffy cream on Ezio's robe, Quina quickly re-tied his/her bib, pulled on the mostly clean overcoat and set about loading a plate with as much food as a plate could theoretically support. With the aid of some carrot sticks, the plate itself was extended to nearly double it's size, and a rudimentary wall made of mushrooms held together with garlic sauce extended the carrying capacity of the plate even further. There was no semblance of order to the food that disappeared into the plate-turned-bucket, with strata of sugary-sweet pudding resting atop a layer of roasted parsnips, sandwiched between a leafy green salad and a selection of cheeses. Cut open, it'd look like the fevered nightmare of a chef who had begun dabbling in geology. Topped with a flourish of parsley leaves, this horrific culinary construction teetered about precariously as Quina trundled along towards the Council Room.

 "[color=f49ac2]No need worry, Friend Ezio, enough food here for Special Chef and Friend Ezio [i]and[/i] Qui-[/color]"

 Quina stopped talking to pay attention as she (or he) shuffled past Guile, studiously avoiding making eye contact with the gruff looking military man in favour of keeping an eye on the wobbling, wavering top of the food tower. A few of the mushrooms were beginning to bulge out as the garlic sauce mortar strained to hold the thing together. Picking up the pace a little, Quina rushed - well, waddled as quickly as he or she could - to the side of Samus and, with a final heaving sound, places the food-tower down on the table. Barring an earthquake, an accident or a vengeful god striking down the tower to punish Quina's hubris, the tower was safe.

 "[color=f49ac2]Oh, look, [i]glowy[/i] thing,[/color]" Quina peered up at the idly spinning holographic cube, and, looking for somebody to share in the enjoyment and admiration of such a thing, Quina waves up towards Samus, "[color=f49ac2]see glow thing too? You looking too, yes?[/color]"